If you clicked on the button to enter my page then you know my name is Jenny. Yes, I am a student and I am eighteen. I like getting an education, but I will admit that there are times when I do a little day dreaming during classes. Our school principal is what you might call an average man. He's not tall or very handsome for that matter, but there's something about him that turns me on. When he looks at me I feel like he's staring right through me. I'm typically not a trouble maker, but in my fantasy that's exactly what I become so that I get sent to the principal's office. I enter his office, but he's not there yet. I sit in a chair oppocontent area his and cross my legs. The palms of my hands are sweaty and I begin digging my long fingernails into them as I get more anxious. He enters the room and shuts and locks the door behind him. He doesn't questioned me about what I've done wrong. He walks over to a closet on the far side of the room and pulls out a duffle bag. The principal opens the bag and pulls out an assortment of leather tools and gadgets. He stands me up and pulls down my pants-I'm not wearing any panties. He bends me over his desk and uses his hand to spank my bottom. Using the whip, he lightly flanks it across my buttocks-once, twice, three times. I wimper slightly with the last hit. He places a ruler sideways in my mouth for me to bite down on. He ties my wrists together, then my ankles. He tortures me with his tongue as it glides down my neck, my breasts, and my stomach. Finally he reaches my pussy lips. Ever so lightly he flicks the tip of his tongue over them. Every stroke more teasing and tantalizing then the last. It's pure agonizing pleasure, sweet punishment at its greatest. He slides his tongue between the lips in a back and forth motion. It's just enough to barely touch my clit. He's driving me wilder and wilder. I feel like I'm on fire and the only way to put it out is to give in to his demands. Just when I'm ready to explode he pulls away and stands up. He removes his pants this time, and when they fall to the floor he kicks them aside. As he approaches me he picks up the whip one more time and sends it flying across my asscheeks. This time there is only a muffled sound that leaves my lips. He looks pleased with the reaction he got. A look of wickedness comes over his face as he uses my hair to pull my head down toward his cock. I drop the ruler out of my mouth and begin sucking on his organ. Moments later his eyes become far away and glazed but he doesn't hint at any other emotions. He's in complete control now. This makes me even more excited, because I want to make him want for more until he can no longer mask his desire. Still having a hold of my hair, he stops me before he can cum. His penis and testicles are so hard now-I know he is on the edge. With one swift movement he bends me back over the desk and enters me from behind. Oh, Yes! I can feel the blood throbbing in the end of his penis while he moves in me. Each time he does, the head of his member pulls on my clitoris sending me closer and closer...until, yes, I'm cumming! He can feel my walls tightening around him until he releases into a bucking victory of his own. I move again over him and he pumps faster and faster until another spasm hits him. This time he moans out loud, unable to control any emotion. Afterward we both get dressed, and without a word he leaves the office. I follow out moments after him and return to class hoping to be sent back to his office another day.
